(814 The old fox is loyal to him, and the true beast is shocked)

As soon as Gou Xuan walked out of the tent, he couldn't help frowning. For the first thing he saw was a smiling face as withered as tree bark, wrinkled but full of sycophants.

He usually sees either Lian Ling or Lin Mei'er all day long, or a big beautiful woman like the nineteenth, where can he adapt to it for a while.

But this Lu Pan, nicknamed the old fox, seems to be hunched over and holding a cane, but his body is extremely flexible. Since he surrendered, he has followed him every day, like a piece of dog skin plaster, and he can't shake it off.

With the caution of Gou, of course, he will not get too close to such an unknown person. But with Song Lan by his side, he knew at a glance that this person's thoughts were at a glance, and he held back for the time being.

Lu Pan is a little bit of a brain, and he has always wanted to follow the Hanchen witch to be a lackey of the cow. I didn't find a chance to win the favor of the shrine maiden.

That's why he put all his bets on Yexiong, the young patriarch. finally helped the patriarch win the position of commander of the Western Expeditionary Army, but he didn't expect that his luck was so bad that the patriarch escaped again.

He was indomitable, knowing that the Western Expeditionary Army was over, so he took refuge in the monks from the Tuguo in an instant, and set his sights on Mu Yuan's departure as a substitute guard in Tianchi Fortress.

You have to say that this kind of person is useful, he is purely for his own interests, has no loyalty at all, and may rebel at any time. You want to say it's useless, he's smart, he's very resourceful, and he's very familiar with northern Xinjiang.

Now the Fengdu Plains and the Winter Mountains are the rear of the Cloud King. In the case of instability in the rear, such people are indeed needed to come out and do things. Fortunately, Song Lan is staring, and he is not afraid of what he will do for the time being.

After Lu Pan took refuge, he quickly presented the deployment maps of various places, and commanded a group of troops to clean up the remnants of the dust tribe hidden in various places, and made a lot of contributions.

But this person's speech and expression are too flattering, which makes Gou Zhu feel numb and irritable.

"The Venerable Master is refreshed today, and he will come to the door with great joy......

Gou Zhu wanted to kick him away, but he held back, and scolded in his heart: "Daxi ghost, it's not easy to settle this posture." ”

He had already heard the commotion outside the city here, so he could only hurry to the castle tower. He was afraid that it would be too late, and the patience of the Wind Clan people at the outer gate would be exhausted, and it would be terrible to start attacking the city.

Unexpectedly, Lu Pan moved faster than him, moved a chair covered with animal skins from behind, and had already rushed over to put it in the city tower, while he stood obediently aside.

Walking over to take a look, Gou Zhu saw a large area of black pressure under the city, full of Feng people, many people were already kneeling and worshipping, and some people were standing and staring at the city tower unconvinced.

He knew that he couldn't show his cowardice at this time, otherwise he wouldn't be able to control the scene at all. So he straightened his clothes a little, sat down on the big animal skin chair, and released the power of the Purple Mansion's consummate divine consciousness slightly.

Lin Mei'er, the Nineteenth, Murong Qing, and Miao Others beside him also released their respective divine sense coercion just right.

A large number of Purple Mansion Venerable Masters and Holy Maidens released their divine sense coercion at the same time, which made it overwhelming that it was impossible to tell whether this was a group of Purple Mansions or a few golden pills.

The crowd under the city immediately fell silent. He who knelt on the ground knocked his head even more urgently. Those who looked up also seemed to see the dazzling sun at a glance, and had to lower their eyes.

What they saw was a large chair on the city tower, and a young Taoist wearing a dark blue Taoist robe and a jade crown on his head, with a thin description and bright jade eyes, sat down.

He was surrounded by a cold air like smoke and mist, and it fluttered down like a waterfall of clouds and mist. Everyone noticeably felt that the surroundings were getting colder, and it was a sunny day, but there were many fine snowflakes in the air.

This is the legendary "God of Wind and Snow" among the Wind Chasers?

To his left is a beautiful woman in a white dress, well-proportioned, and green silk, with a bright red pattern on the center of her eyebrows and two red lips that echo each other.

The woman in the pale yellow dress on the right is a little shorter, but her face is extremely delicate, better than the most beautiful dolls made by the southerners. Her pupils were not black, but turquoise.

They are undoubtedly the maids of the gods. Even a random maid is a heavenly existence in northern Xinjiang.

But the taste of the gods is also eclectic. For example, there is a maid dressed in black on the left, even if the black clothes can't hide the fat body like a mouse.

The only thing that was not in harmony was that there was a rickety old man, dressed in a dusty coarse linen robe, with the most common turban tied around his head, and forcibly inserted between the god of wind and snow and the blue-eyed attendant, whispering in the god's ear.

Transcription climbed in his ear, and Gou Zhu roughly understood what was going on.

Tribal interests can be small or large. If it is handled well, the big things are turned into small things, and the small things are turned into small things. If it is not handled well, the Wind Clan people will fall into a scuffle, which is equivalent to a fire behind the cloud king's buttocks, and there is absolutely no good thing.

Lu Pan gave him a series of suggestions. It's a bit of a trick, but it's still good.

It doesn't matter if he is revered as a god. Anyway, as soon as the Getaway Fighting Festival is over and King Yun returns from his errands, I will pat my ass and leave. If you like to worship, you can worship it, what does it have to do with me? You worship the "God of Wind and Snow," not me.

Gou Zhu nodded and transmitted the voice to Murong Qing. Murong Qing understood, took a step forward, and with a snort, pulled out the Lei Xuan Sword behind his back. The bright blue silver sword hummed, and everyone felt a tingling in their scalps.

There was a flickering blue glow coiling around the sword. Immediately after that, a blue lightning rays fell from the sky like a dragon falling from the nine heavens, appeared out of thin air from the empty clear sky, and slammed into the open space in front of the city gate!

All the WindFolk were stunned.

In their eyes, the thunder is the power of the wrath of the gods, and it is not comparable to ordinary extraordinary power. Could this fat girl be the god of thunder? And the god of thunder is actually the attendant of this god of wind and snow worshipped by the Wind Chaser?

"Why don't you kneel down when you see the gods?"

A divine thought was transmitted with the thunder. At this time, in fact, two-thirds of the Wind Clan people had already knelt down. But a third are still waiting.

It's not that they are not afraid of thunder, but that many of them are originally believers in the god of thunder.

Although the beliefs in Northern Xinjiang are chaotic, the image of the god of thunder is almost always a strange man with a blue face and wings behind him, when did he become a fat girl?

Gou Zhu smiled helplessly, thinking that he could only use the last big move that Lu Pan gave him. He quietly held Akame's summoning talisman in his hand and whispered the incantation in his mouth.

The incantation is not in the Northern Xinjiang language, or even any language. No one knew what it was, but as soon as he thought about it, he felt his divine consciousness connected to the tyrannical and powerful spiritual consciousness on the other side of the stone rune.

This made him feel very uncomfortable, but as long as the time was short, once or twice, and if he didn't control the monster to fight, it was still not a big problem.

Just as countless Wind Clan people were stunned, their huge red-eyed swords appeared out of thin air, landed on all fours with a bang, and the crowd spread out like a tide, and then knelt down one after another!

The four strange beasts of Northern Xinjiang described by Qin Zunyang have different impressions in the hearts of the people of the two tribes in Northern Xinjiang.

The Void Moth is a very low-key thing, no one will worship it, and even when they see it, it is no different from an ordinary bug in their eyes.

The Sky Swallowing Python is different. But no one has ever seen a real Sky Swallowing Python. Among the Wind Clan, the Kangbai family has only cultivated a plausible "Sky Swallowing Nightmare Python" from the nightmare, and it already has enough deterrent power to become the patriarch of a large tribe.

A giant beast like Akame, who once made the Ye family dominate the dust clan hundreds of years ago, has not shown up for an unknown amount of time. This is because the strength of the Ye family's beast master is not as good as the generation from generation to generation, and it is a crime to have a red eye.

Now that a divine beast like Akame, who is capable of dominating the wind and dust clans, has actually been subdued by the god of wind and snow!

All the tribes have bowed down, and in their hearts, they have completely changed their faith. Soon these people will return to their respective tribes and spread this new faith.

Although it caused such a big storm, Gou Zhu felt relieved.

Because how to divide the so-called pasture, the key is not whether his division is fair, but how lofty his status is in the hearts of these Feng people.

If no one believes him, it will be unfair to him. If everyone believed in him, then it would be reasonable for him to divide it in any way.